Mar De Leva English translation

Colors in my life
That with its sound lights up the air, the air, the air, eh, eh
Crystalline salt, girl of the east

Colors in my life
That with its sound lights up the air, the air, the air, eh, eh
Crystalline salt, girl of the east

You who dream of sea foam
Flies like a seagull across the wide sea
Spread your wings to the wind
He draws the clouds with salt

You who dream of sea foam
Flies like a seagull across the wide sea
Spread your wings to the wind
I want to die in your poison

Dream of your seas, of your white villages
With your awakenings when the rooster crows
With the green and white full of polka dots
What do your patios have?

Dream of your seas, of your white villages
With your awakenings and when the rooster crows
With the green and white full of polka dots
What do your patios have?

Who opens my heart?
Who opens my heart?
Why don't you open yours for me?
And if they both love each other

What nonsense, what nonsense!
May I love you the same as before
What nonsense, what nonsense!
May I love you the same as before
May I love you just as much as before (Olé!)

Comet, comet, comet, comet
You who fly in the heights
To you who are governed by the winds
Tell her I love her madly
But tell him what I feel, but tell him what I feel
And tell her that I love her madly
But tell him what I feel, but tell him what I feel (Olé!)

He wants to tell me he loves you (Beautiful!)
He wants to tell me he loves you
But her nerves don't let her go yet.
And exclaiming and whispering he looks at the sky
And, with his sights set, he goes and touches my hat.
And he falls asleep, my love (That's it, little one!)

And since night comes
The day is breaking

And you left without turning your face
And destroying my five senses
And here I am, grieving and crying.
For a love that is blind, he lost

I don't want to tie myself up like a bolt.
I don't want compassion like a guide dog.
I don't want you to tie me up, torment me, and mistreat me.
As if he were a child

You have the great defect of speaking with your eyes
You have created a great trompe l'oeil in your story.
You sold me a world and now you're selling me eviction.
Something I no longer accept.

Your love is like the sea
When there is a swell
Your love is like the sea
When there is a swell

Ah, ah-ah
Ah, ah-ah
Ah, ah-ah

The galleys full of coral
The galleys full of coral
Sea of carriage, sea of carriage
Sea of carriage, sea of carriage
Sea of carriage, sea of carriage
Sea of carriage, sea of carriage

Ah, ah-ah
Ah, ah-ah
Ah, ah-ah

The galleys full of coral
The galleys full of coral